Watching from the side, Yan no longer felt the jealousy and resentment he once had.
The shadow cast over his childhood had taught him his place. The Saintess before him was already far beyond his reach; perhaps only the Son of God was worthy of her.
And so Yan quietly stepped aside, inwardly offering his blessings to Hu Liena and Chen Xuanqing.
Xie Yue watched the scene with gritted teeth, somewhat displeased that his younger sister was showing so little restraint.
Still, Xie Yue did not dare say much. After all, over the years, Chen Xuanqing had always included a share for him in the pills he gave Hu Liena.
Those pills had helped his cultivation immensely, allowing Xie Yue to reach the rank of a level fifty-seven Soul King, five levels higher than in the original story.
That favor alone was enough to keep Xie Yue from interfering too much with Hu Liena as her older brother.
Anticipation and nervousness gleamed in Hu Liena's eyes. Looking at Chen Xuanqing, she asked in a slightly trembling voice, "How many days are you staying this time? You're not leaving again, are you?"
Chen Xuanqing smiled, his gaze gentle as he answered, "Not too long, but not too short, either. This time, I've prepared gifts especially for you all. I believe every one of you will make a considerable breakthrough before tomorrow's finals."
Excitement shone in all six pairs of eyes at his words, and they answered in unison, "Thank you, Your Highness!"
Chen Xuanqing took seven translucent immortal herbs from inside his robes, each giving off a faint, fresh fragrance.
Then Chen Xuanqing handed the immortal herbs to them one by one. Xie Yue and Yan exchanged a glance, their eyes gleaming with excitement and anticipation, before drawing the others away